Darkness lingered on the front of a concentration camp in
Lichtenberg. Fog rolled in, causing the Nazis to shiver. Far off,
the hooves of three horses could be heard falling onto the rough
terrain. Their masters rode on their backs, their faces hidden
behind black hoods. Their eyes, if they had any, would show
determination as they rode towards the entrance of the camp.

Upon hearing the hooves, the Nazis stood up.

The horses slowed and the first rider looked down onto one of the
Nazis. The soldier stammered back, nearly tripping on one of his
comrade's feet. His comrade walked forward, straightening his
back in order to show who was in command. He too fell back, but
this time was screaming in agony as his face burned with an
unknown acid.

Boils formed and the ground underneath the soldier's feet shook.
Fire circled around the disbelieving soldiers. It lapped at their
bodies hungry for fresh flesh. As soon as it started the chaos
slowed, but still the fire held the soldiers bound to their
heated prison.

The hooded figures in front of them raised one hand high in the
air and the gates to the concentration camp melted. They storm
through the gate and started to search. Ear splitting screams
coming from their hidden mouths as they tore down the buildings
and flung prisoners and soldiers about.

Dissatisfied, one of them took a soldier and started to choke
him. The hooded figure's voice formed strange words which morphed
into a series of more ear splitting screams. The soldier's neck,
where the figure grabbed him started to burn when he tried to beg
for mercy. "You beg for mercy but you don't give it," the figure
scuffed "why should I be different for you?"

The figure squeezed tighter, until its prisoner collapsed. The
figure approached another, asking where the object was and yet
again that soldier was executed like the others, until one was
brave enough to reply. "She took it with her, she stolen it." The
man replied, trying to gasp for air.

"Who is this she?" The figure asked, tightening his grasp.

"She knew you would be coming, she knew you would deceive her!"
The man replied "You know who I speak of." The figure dropped the
man and ran off, followed by the others. Before the gate shut,
the figure turned around and laughed cruelly "you should've kept
a closer eye on her like we ordered! Now, you must pay the
price."